Misunderstood

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Fight not with me my love,
And fight not with me my bro,
For I'm treading on an edge,
Thinner than the thinnest ever seen
And sharper than the sharpest lightning
separates you and me;the sky and the land.

Where days say farewell to the sweat
And nights intrigue the mystery of dreams,
Myself searching the beauty of unsung lyrics
On the marshy fields and the sweating hills,
Embracing the unclaimed voice of the poor
Denied of fragrance of the springs, unshared.

Separates the life and the death of mine
Is the music of your kiss on my soul, my love.
Being a loser in love and poems unwritten
And hectic in sorrows and trivials hitherto,
I am conquering the peaks of wounded silence
With profound bleeding of the past.

Myself In competition with none ,my bro;
But making up for the things undone,
And searching for a canvass plain and clean
To draw myself with my blood and sweat.

Devamanohar

Refugee

Refugee

Raining in the sun,
Shivering in the dark
And feeding off the loneliness
Is myself displaced in ages.

Denying the love of the dense green
And the kindness of the stream
That filled my soul in thousand ways,
Made me a wanderer in centuries.

Befriending with hunger and thirst
And sorrows fathomless, thick everywhere,
And standing in the open
And seeking a shelter
Is none other than me and
My dreams torn apart.

Till the learned find pleasure in their ignorance,
And the poor bliss with their wealth,
Remain, I the uncivilised and tribal
And thou will keep me in the open?

Roaming in ages
In openness and aloofness
Where mountains in flame
Fluttering with the sky,
Where Oceans dry thin
Hiding deep inside the depth,
Is me and only me.
why thou keep me outside?
It is raining days and nights.

Devamanohar

Dreams Departed

Dreams Departed

Languishing in the sky is the kite
Of the flowered dreams of mine
Departed in ages
Leaving the burnt ones buried
Deep Inside my silence,
Nurtured by the flames
That consumed my past.

In the softness deep inside me
I did tree and flower the dreams
That traversed and brightened at
Many crossroads of childhood and youth
Only to fly away to untime and
Destituency in its wilderness.

Utter not a word of solace
For, out there is the mind of mine,
Though sick of the Autumns and Springട
Poisoned by the religions and corrupt,
Not to submit to the vagaries of fate
Will breathe my last with sword in hand
And fire in tongue to keep the kite high.
Bridled or unbridled, the kite is to fly.

devamanohar

Untold

untold...

why should I care
No one is dear
Every body is there
But no one is near

Falling with the leaves
with its loftiness and lazinesട
And dancing with the wind
is the mind of mine.

Soaring with the wounds
Is the soul somewhere I lost
Seeking a hand,
A helping hand in despair.

Still fuming in the grave
Are the dreams I lost
Lost in pain and pain
Pain unending....

Is someone behind me
Atleast my love ?
Is some one behind me
Atleast my love?

I am falling and falling,
Falling in the nights
Spreading over ocean
In ages and ages
Only to wake up in the hills.

I am falling tonight
Alone and alone.
Still laughing with the wind
Till I reach the home

The roots are there
holding me tight
impatient to decipher
the movement of my lips.

The days and nights
with its pain and smile
And the glimpses of life
ripened on my lips
But unable to speak
the stories untold.
Embracing the silence
which speaks itself well.

devamanohar

Still Prevailing..

Still Prevailing..

Between you and me, what is common?
In exile we are, still continent apart.
In love, but neither seen nor spoken for ages,
But I feel you throbbing in my lonliness,
Holding my tears before it sheds.

In my breath I feel your fragrance in and around,
And in the midst of crowd, see only your face
Only to fade away and away,
Reminding me of myself: what I am not.

Your enticing smile growട with the Sun,
And glows with the Moon to see myself thin and float,
Happy at one moment and sad at the next
As you are drifting away and away.

Myriad are the ways to come to you,I know
But in ages, groppling for an opening.
I still prevail only to breath you, my dream
And glory will come to me as you know that.

Devamanohar

Still..

Oh ! my oblivion!!
I laugh.
In my walk i forget 
i am in the centre of the earth,
The simple truth.
In my search i forget
i am on it, the centre of all truth;
i own every thing;
and content and composed
can sleep on my wings,
swim like drops
overflowing mountains
or pregnating shells,
sit still on swings
and sleep still on dreams.

By: 

‎Pillai Muraleedharan‎ 

MY BEST FRIEND

I have a friend, he is so nice

We are in good terms, I love him a lot It's so nice to be with him, I can't miss him ever If I ever miss him, I will be upset....

He takes me with him holding my hand Won't ask me "where to go?", can't tell him either...

Roaming is our hobby, He shows me what's this world Shows me every precious things and worst, I wonder then..

He makes my eyes blink while seeing the prettiest things Never allows me to take anything from there...

Makes my eyes close while seeing worst of things I feel like not to open my eyes, ever...

Feels a little desperate in mind, When he don't allow my wishes Feels a great fortune too, He saves me from dangers...

He is so crazy, now I love it a lot Makes me crazier in all our journeys together....

" 'Sleep', My best friend, it's amiable to roam with you through all of my dreams"..

By: Christina issac Anil

The Downtown Street

The Downtown Street
The weekend was sober 
and the weather was bleak.
I felt lonesome 
in the loomed dark.
Feasts brought in
much joy in the past.
There used to be a festive mood
Which had lasted through a week
This time round
it came calm and quiet.
The street was so sleepy
that the whole day
looked lifeless
The joy and colors
of yesteryears seemed lost.
I thought the night
would bring in cheer
The lamps woke up
after a long slumber
The moon entered..
Yet the street remained empty
like a sky robbed of
stars and clouds.
Hopeful still,
I'm waiting for the dawn.
© 2016 NELSON PHILIP 

A Puzzle

Hey, U Are a Puzzle
A Puzzle, an unsolved puzzle
Yeah, U Are a puzzle

And am on mid way solving..
But now why am I puzzled ?
With these questions, I am puzzled...

Who are Real ?? Who are Fake ??
Still to find out... ya, I am puzzled
Oh !! It's really heartening

To solve you, my dear puzzle...
Some believed as Real
proved as fake!!

Oh!! I can't stand you anymore
I can't stand you, my puzzle
Oh, it's really wonderful

To solve you, my dear puzzle..
Some believed as fake
Turns out as Real !!!!

Let me try to fill with them
I love solving you, my puzzle...
Help me solve you, my puzzle

Bear with me, oh my puzzle
My Life.. you are a puzzle
Till the end,Till the grave -
yard !!!

Though An unsolved Puzzle

Suj

Soul's Desire

My mind is arid,
longing for a shade
and a dark cloud 
that bears the rain.
Wish for a drizzle,
stroke of breeze,
chirp of parrot
sprout of grass
and a dawn
showered in the mist.
For the soul is melting
in the searing heat.
© 2016 NELSON PHILIP